COOTE, audrey robin {WIP}

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AUDREY ROBIN COOTE

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BASICS
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FULL NAME Audrey Robin Coote[/color]
NICKNAME Audrey, Coote[/color]
AGE Sixteen[/color]
GENDER Female[/color]
HOUSE OR FORMER HOUSE Gryffindor[/color]
BLOOD STATUS Halfblood
PLAY-BY [/color][/color][/font]Esti Ginzburg[/color]
CANON OR ORIGINAL Canon[/color]
ADULT OR STUDENT Student[/color]
PROFESSOR? IF SO WHAT SUBJECT? Not applicable[/color]
OCCUPATION? IF SO WHERE DO YOU WORK? Not applicable[/color]


WAND Birch, 11.75 inches, Hippogriff feather core[/color]
PATRONUS Fox[/color]
MIRROR OF ERISED HERE[/color]
BOGGART HERE[/color]


STRENGTHS LIST 3+[/color]
WEAKNESSES LIST 3+[/color]
LIKES LIST 5+[/color]
DISLIKES LIST 5+[/color]

OVERALL PERSONALITY AT LEAST A PARAGRAPH[/color]


MOTHER Stephanie Crole, Deceased[/color]
FATHER Ritchie Coote[/color]
SIBLINGS Not applicable[/color]
OTHER Iris Coote, Step-mother, Deceased[/color]

HISTORY Audrey Coote was a girl born out of wedlock to a mother who knew her daughter's life would mean her death and a father who knew he'd always love the killer of the love of his life, because Audrey was an extension of Stephanie. Her father, a half-blood, raised her in the Muggle world as homage to his dead fiancé, a Muggle herself, who had never even heard of magic beyond fairytales. They moved around quite often, because some places often reminded Ritchie of his lost love.

Once they got settled in a nice, quiet little neighborhood, Ritchie felt like their home life wasn't quite complete; there was no Mum to match his Da and it didn't feel right to him, having grown up with both of his parents. Eventually, he fell in love with a nice half-blood named Iris, and they married when Audrey was five. Iris tried to be a replacement mother for Audrey, and she hated it, but her father loved it because he felt he was doing right by Audrey for giving her a mother. He didn't realize that Audrey was used to it just being 'Me and My Dad' for her, and Iris was an evil usurper that never let her wear pants or burp or have cake (Because "You need to be more lady-like, darling," and "It will ruin your figure, my dear" and all Audrey ever wanted to do was rip that damned condescending tongue out of that demon's mouth.)

Then, on one fateful day, Audrey watched Peter Pan on the tellie, and she found a longing in her that Iris had almost completely squished out by then. Audrey wanted to go on an adventure and find treasure. It stopped her tea parties and started her escapades around their neighborhood in her very own game of make-believe, with a pirate hat she'd made out of paper and glitter and a long stick to act as her sword. She'd traipse around looking for gold and spying on the enemies (otherwise known as neighbors). There was one family in particular that she liked to watch, hiding in the bushes, pretending in her mind that she was planning to set up an ambush. There were a number of older children, and one that seemed to be around her age that the older ones all bullied. She was so sure that that boy was her damsel in distress and she’d rescue him from his horrid captors and they’d run off together and she could wear pants and they’d live happily ever after. But for all her adventures and bravery when it came to her little game of make-believe, actually approaching her damsel terrified her, so she’d just hide in the forest by his house and pretend they’d play together as she watched him. (Perhaps if she’d been a few years older, such an act would have been creepy, but when done by an eight-year-old, the innocence outweighs such grown up problems.) One day, a quite large boy ran into her while she was running to go ‘play’ with her damsel, and he crushed her pirate hat and stole her sword and made fun of her for wearing a dress. Instead of being an exciting, brave pirate king, Audrey turned into an afraid little girl who just wanted him to go away. And suddenly, he was gone, not from her own accidental magic, but from the boy who she’d previously thought was her damsel in distress. Her eyes were wide as she looked at him; he was something so unlike a damsel in distress that she was embarrassed at her old fool notion that he was. It was with a bright smile that she introduced herself and she found herself intrigued by this boy, this Romulus. “I didn’t know you were a wizard,” she had said simply, and he didn’t know what that meant, so she’d explained. It excited her that she had a friend she’d be able to keep once she went to Hogwarts. They’d spent the next few years playing together, but he was the pirate king and she was his first mate, insistent that she couldn’t be the damsel in distress ever. (”Once for real was bad enough, Romulus. Doing it for fun would just be insulting.”)

They went off to Hogwarts and Audrey was so excited that she was almost sick. She had plans for the two of them to have great adventures together while learning magic, plans that were crushed when the hat told her Gryffindor and Romulus Slytherin. All of her housemates insisted she drop him as a friend (”There’s never been a wizard that’s gone bad that hasn’t been Slytherin,” they’d said), but Audrey was much too stubborn to let him go as a friend. And then, Romulus had made friends with Sabrina; her pirate king had found a new first mate, and Audrey was left being to swab up the poop deck. Audrey hated Sabrina for it and didn’t bother to insert herself into Romulus’ life, since he seemed so happy without her. That, more than anything else, broke her little preteen heart. It got worse in third year, when Romulus started dating Sabrina, and, more to spite the boy who she had considered her best friend than anything else, Audrey began a serial dating of every boy she knew Romulus couldn’t stand. It upset her that he didn’t even seem to notice, especially after Sabrina disappeared. That summer had been the worst, because she couldn’t run off with Romulus when her step-mother became unbearable with her control, and Audrey resented him for it, but not as much as she loathed her father’s wife.

Audrey’s hatred lead the girl to begin to delve into the Dark Arts during her fourth year, a search for knowledge that stretched to her fifth year until she realized her OWL grades would suffer because of her mad search. Even still, she knew curses that no innocent would, and it didn’t bother her much. Audrey was of the opinion that it was okay to torture and kill people who deserved it, as was her plan to do to her controlling step-mother once Audrey was considered an adult. Her plan was ruined when Romulus came over to their house when he thought everyone was gone but her step-mother. She heard the ”Imperio” clear as day, as she couldn’t bring herself to care. She watched what transpired, but wasn’t bothered by the green light or the fire once she saw Romulus outside of the house. If anything, Audrey was relieved that Iris was gone forever. Her panic only surfaced when the Aurors showed up, but she let them believe that it was worry. Shock was clear on her face when they asked if she thought Romulus had did it; if she told the truth, he would be left to die in prison. She lied for him, and with her wide eyes at the Auror, a man she vaguely remembered was Gryffindor prefect when she started school at Hogwarts, told him that Romulus would never do anything so horrid. (“Romulus loved his family; he would never do anything to harm them, let alone kill them.”) But they took Romulus in anyway, and it was with panic that she had gone back to the Ministry to speak on his behalf. ( “I was too – ashamed – to say anything before, but I think that my step-mother may have… well,” A soft, chocked sob had left her, not for her step-mother, but for Romulus, not that the Aurors needed to know that. “She’s always been kind of… off, but that night… she’d said all kinds of things. I was frightened and hid in my room and then she was gone and not moments later, the Perry house was in flames…”) And it wasn’t a lie, for they had finished fighting just moments before Romulus arrived, and those words helped exonerate him. Even still, Audrey wasn’t sure she could ever forgive herself for not thinking of that lie to begin with. The rest of that summer passed uneventfully; she’d done wonderfully on her OWLs and was excited to go back to school for her sixth year. Audrey just hoped that she’d be able to forget all of Iris’ restricting rules now that she didn’t have to worry about the consequences of eating a slice of chocolate cake, even if it killed her.[/color]

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